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Cring, Crack, Scree, Clang! Was the rhythm of the day. The beats of the Garage were all a flutter throughout down town Armarus. With cars, buses and other vehicles of sorts buzzing by in the busy streets behind the two mechanics, and the sun beating down hot on Kira's goggled head. The younger of the two mechanic sisters was fiddling around with a makeshift remote, with wires and buttons and doo dads popping all up and about it. She held it at this metal cart that was moving around beneath the elder sister; Surina who was up on the sign of their humble little shop who's name seemed to change every week, sometimes less!
"Alright, so the Still n' Drill's done." Surina said to herself as the last "L" fell off of the garage and into the large metal cart filled with other letters. The elder sister then hopped off the sign and down onto the driveway completely safe and sound thanks to some clanky metal boots she was wearing. Bronze and silver in color with some cogwheels wheeling about. A pair of balloons popped out from the soles and deflated upon landing. "Alright, now let's head back in to grab the new sign." The elder stated, her long black hair now tied up into a bun and held closely to the back of her head.
"Of course!" Kira said with a smile, strolling in after her sister. Her belt of tools bobbing about on her raggedy jeans that were horribly stained with oil, along with her slender cheeks.
Kira blinked a few times, adjusting from the bright outdoors to the much different lighting inside of their garage, fluorescent lights were on and buzzing twenty four seven. The systematically cluttered mess of a garage seemed so welcoming to the two sisters, with a pile of scrap metal designated specifically for signs off by the stairs. They passed a set of suspension mechanisms which were high up in the air, a few broken down vehicles set upon them. Surina set herself down at a table with a couple of cups, a jug of coffee and a half eaten bowl of Mercioes and popped open a pack of cigarettes and a lighter. She stuck one such deathstick in her mouth and lit it up with a lighter that she found after rummaging around in her tank top whereas Kira set herself down and bopped off the set of objects that cluttered the table and set down a piece of paper and a bunch of blueprints before sitting herself down across from her sister. And after a few moments of silence and pencil shaking, Kira opened her mouth. "How about Nuts n' Bolts?" She asked, her frail frame leaning over the table.
"We already did that, sis..." Surina sighed, taking her smoke out of her mouth for a moment and flicking the burnt up portion onto the floor.
Kira sighed, leaning back into her seat, she stuck the pencil between her thin lips and suggested another name. "How about..." She hummed, scratching her cheek. "Grinding Gears?"
"We did that too, on like our third week here." Surina shot that down, quick and sharply, too. Much like the jagged pieces of scrap metal on the walls.
There was another moment of silence, then a loud buzzing. Kira and Surina popped up and leaped into action, dashing up to the entrance of the garage with wrenches and hammers and drills a plenty.
"Hello, and welcome to our humble garage!" They said with a smile, one arm around eachother and the other one off in the air.
"..." Their customer today was none other than Mary Nolastname, who's sleeve was all rolled up, circuitry popping out of the base and forearm of her prosthetic arm.
"Yeah, it's nice to see you too." She said with a sort of soft smile and walked towards the two, only with her right arm being a bit stiff. "Yeah, can you two fix this?" She asked, the two mechanics instantly surrounded Marian and started poking and prodding at her arm.
"Well, other than looking quite nice today, it seems that you've taken quite a blow to this pretty little arm of yours." Kira leaned in towards Mary's shoulder, tugging at one of the wires that were popping out, 'causing the buxom blonde's arm to flop up and smack Surina in the face.
"Sorry about that," Mary said, embarrassed. "No need, in fact we should thank you. We know exactly what the problem is now!" Surina twirled her wrench and then they escorted Mary into the garage and set her down on one of the counters. "Lay back." Kira ordered, sounding a bit professional, yet with a tinge of playfulness. Mary obeyed, all while Surina was getting out some wire cutters and a torch.
And then an hour was taken out of their day before Mary came out, the two mechanics covered in oil and dust with a tinge of blood on their faces.
"Have a nice day!" They waved Mary goodbye.
"Thanks, I'll see you two around!" Mary called back with her semi-prosthetic arm, now functioning more than properly.
"Stay safe, hun!" Kira blew a kiss, before spinning around and heading back inside, looking a bit exhausted. "Ugh..." She grumbled, Surina soon following after. "That was my first time working with prosthetics... especially ones that are only incorporated around the living body parts..." Kira huffed, plopping herself back down in the seat with the blueprint. Kira sitting down across from her, lighting up another cigarette.
"Yeah, you get used to it though. It's pretty much like... like."
"Like making a robot?" Kira smiled.
"Yeah, like making a robot." Surina nodded, "Now back to this name business..."
Kira started chewing on some bubble gum, leaning in over the blueprints. "How about the Bronzed Bull?"
"That sounds like a bar for homosexual demons." Surina replied.
"Fine... Well, how about Cogwheel Cats?" Kira suggested.
"Then people suggest that we dress up as kittens." Surina pursed her lips.
"Tch... well how's-"
Just then, the buzzer sounded again. The two sisters then popped up and sprinted on over to the entrance yet again.
"Welcome to our humble garage!" The two sisters shouted, straight at the red headed courier; Sylvia Silat.
"Uh... hello there." She greeted, a bit sheepishly. Kira walked on over to the new face, and started eying her and the vehicle she had brought. "Hmm?" She raised a brow, "You're a new face." Kira noted, prodding Sylvia in the cheek. "Well... I haven't been around for quite a time, because you see-" She was about to explain the situation with all the couriers being placed on lock down because of the Crimson's stranglehold on the deserts when Surina went about and started examining Sylvia's beat up, bent, and crumpled moped. "You're a courier, aren't you?" She noted.
"Oh, yes!" Sylvia nodded confidently, Surina then looked over at Kira with a smile.
"Alright, well just come on in and we'll get down to work." Surina and Kira then started moving Sylvia's moped, and the red headed courier herself into the garage.
Surina started taking a closer look at the injured vehicle while the younger bandana'd mechanic started stepping on a switch which lowered one of their older projects and hit another one which dumped it off onto the floor with an eardrum shattering crash.
"Please be careful with Ringo..." Sylvia said quietly, observing the way they seemed to take care of their past projects. She stood off sheepishly to the side, becoming a part of the background while the two sisters picked up the machine and dumped it onto the suspended table.
"Don't worry." Kira assured as one of the tires popped off and rolled across the floor to the counter.
Sylvia's eyes nearly popped out of her head with worry. However Kira acted as if it wasn't her fault. "Jeez, what did you do to this thing anyway?" She asked, popping it with one of her gloved hands.
"Ringo was.. well, stolen from me the other day, and when a hobo helped me get it back he ended up driving it into the front of a truck..."
"Tch, figures." Surina sighed, and Kira whipped out this little tool kit and went to work when all of a sudden the bell rang again.
"Surina, could you get that?" Kira asked, putting on her welding mask, Surina's puffy face paling in the background.
"Sure, no problem." And with that, the elder sister started walking to the door while Sylvia was silently screaming her head off at all the bits and pieces that flew off of Ringo.
And this time, at the door was a head of blue hair. "Welcome to our humble little shop!" Surina said, pointing towards the nonexistant sign with a bit of glee.
"How may I help you?" She asked, bowing.
Heirou wasn't wearing his usual thick blue hooded coat, but rather a simple vest. His coat, however was hung over his shoulder.
"I'm here to pick up those new guns I ordered."
Surina's eyes snapped open for a moment.
"Oh! You're early!" She exclaimed, whisking Heirou inside and running with him past Sylvia and Kira.
"He's here already?!" Kira asked, lifting her mask for a moment.
"Yeah, but just keep working!" Surina shouted, shoving Heirou into Sylvia. "And both of you, wait upstairs!" She ordered, pointing towards the two.
"But-but Ringo!" Sylvia cried.
"It'll be alright!" Kira assured, dropping what she was doing and rushed Sylvia to the stairs. "You'll get a lolipop for being good, so just be patient!"

And once again, back downstairs the two mechanics were bustling about trying to fix their problems and get everything done. Kira was now trying to handle two problems, leaving whatever progress she had gained on Sylvia's moped to go find parts for a bike, along with Wade's bike itself.
"Where did I put that thing..." Kira murmured, running about the room in search of the bike. She sprinted on over to one of the few closets that they had in the garage and started tossing parts and other projects out in search of the bike. Fortunately for her, she did find Wade's standard third gear bike and plonked it onto the table next to Sylvia's moped.
Although, it was only now that she noticed she had left her torch on and running. And it had just sliced through Sylvia's handlebars, and had long chopped off her seat.
"Oh gosh..." She gasped, then a spark of ingenuity hit her! She took Sylvia's seat and then using a couple of tubes and chains, constructed the base for an extra seat! And then she lopped off one of Ringo's wheels and plonked that on as well, feeling quite proud of herself, she wouldn't know the difference between a couple of tires, right?
Surina seemed to be making some decent progress herself, finally managing to put together a single weapon of Heirou's three. And of course! When she made any progress the door rang again!
Surina quickly made a mad dash to the door, met up with Kira and did the usual song and dance, but only this time the person at the door was Bishop last name unknown.
"Hey," He waved, walking up to the two. "You mind repairing my gunblade over here?" He pulled out the hilt of his gunblade and attempted to get the blade out to demonstrate. "Yeah, y'see... Brig sort of tripped and fell on it the other day, and Duri hasn't been able to fix it because of something with the metals and I just don't know."
Surina picked up the weapon and looked at it for a bit.
"When do you need this by?" She asked.
"Preferably within the hour. You can do that, right?" Bishop raised a brow, his shades concealing his eyes.
"No problem, just head upstairs and we'll have things ready for you within the hour, maybe two."
"Alright, 'cause I ain't got nothing better to do." Bishop shrugged and walked through the garage and headed up the stairs.
Kira and Surina looked tiredly at each other. "Good luck." They both said and headed back to their respective stations.

Bishop had just entered the two Mechanics' actual house and was immediately greeted with all sorts of havoc.
Wade was clocking Heirou in the face and shouting and cussing is head off at him. "I'm a mother @#$#$% Vanguardier, bitchface!"
"Jeez, what the hell's going on here?" He asked, hands in his pockets as he walked over and around the results of someone's one night stand. Only in this case it looked more like a one month stand.
"Yeeesh." He walked over and tapped on Sylvia's head, which was face down on the table. "Hey, what's going on?" He asked her, Sylvia picked her head up off the table, showing Bishop a face most distressed.
"Ringo's in trouble!" She squeaked, burrowing into Bishop's chest. "Ringo's in trouble, I just know it!" Bishop raised an eyebrow and then gently pushed away from Sylvia, but that only caused her to tip backwards in the chair, pulling off the raggedy table covering with her and as well as a bunch of already broken plates and bottles.
'Ringoooo!" She screamed.
"Did he just assault a woman?" Heirou pointed out, between beatings.
Bishop nearly jumped at that, knowing what would probably happen next.
And he was right, for Heirou and Wade quickly tackled him down and created a big ball of violence.
Hearing this happen, Sylvia popped up, still covered up in tablecloth and started fighting her way out of it and ended up stumbling around the room until she found her way to the door and fell back down the stairs into the garage with a series of loud thuds and thumbs.

Surina swung open the door to their kitchen and stepped on through. She kind of expected to see ludicrous amounts of busted bottles of wine and half empty cans of alcohol on the grimy and dirty surfaces. There was some residue of some fried foods on the wall beside her as well.
But what she didn't expect to see was her boyfriend beating the living tar out of Heirou, who was beating the daylights out of Bishop, who was beating the flying flapjacks out of her boyfriend again.
"What the hell is going on here!?" She shouted, dashing on over and splitting apart the group with a couple of whacks from the butt of her wrench.
"What the hell's going on!?" She exclaimed once more, standing between all three of the men.
"Well, Blue boy over here was digging through your underwear, and he's messed up your kitchen."
"Bishop assaulted an innocent!"
"I've always wanted to punch Wade in the face!"
"Alright, alright, alright." Surina extended her hands out to two of them. "First of all, this mess was already here, why it's here is none of your business, second of all why were you digging through my underwear, Heirou?"
"Well, I dropped my cellphone and I was picking it up when Wade showed up." Heirou explained blandly, but he had his arms crossed as if he'd hold a grudge.
"Alright, well all of you should just shut up and sit down. Either that or you can just go ahead and leave." She laid down some lines, then Heirou raised his hand like a kid in class.
"Are you done with my guns yet?"
Surina tossed something that looked somewhat like a crossbow at Heirou's head. "There's the first one, I'm almost done with Bishop's Gunblade."
"This isn't what I wanted!" Heirou pointed out. "This isn't bolt action, you just plainmade it semi-auto!
Then Surina smashed his face in with a hammer.
Well, she wished she could've.
"Well... just let me fix that for you." She said with a smile, and then headed back downstairs with the guys following her.
"What're you doing?" Surina looked back at the, frowning.
"I want to make sure you don't mess it up anymore." Heirou said.
"Upstairs smells like prostitutes." Bishop stated.
"I just kind of wanted to snuggle." Wade said with a sheepish smile.
"Alright, alright..."
She didn't even realize that she had forgotten the ice pack for Sylvia.
However when she entered the room, she was met with the sight and smell of a bunch of oily fruits.
Key was messing around with some scrap metal, probably was going to cut himself on that, and Kira was trying to console Sylvia about all of the missing parts on her moped.
"What's going on here now?!" Surina asked, walking up to the pair, Heirou still motioning towards the weapons rack over at the other side.

"Alright, is this how ya want it?" A familiar Gunmetal Mercenary asked, his hatted self binding together a couple of pipes while the most muscular Gunmetal held up the front of a busted up car.
"Just hold it together and don't change it into a weapon, alright?" Surina ordered, underneath Axis's Delorean, fixing some cables under the chassy, her face all scuffed up with oil and her long hair up in a bandana.
"That's easier said than done," Duri quipped, focusing on the piece of equipment and trying to fix the damage.
"Well, why don't you just drop it and get to work on the hydraulics in Bishop's blade?" Surina suggested, sliding out from beneath the weapon of the road.
"Alright, alright." Duri sighed, strolling down to the other side of the garage.
"Hey, Middy how's the seat?" She strolled over to the Fallen Flames leader, who was sitting cozily in this plush looking moped seat. "It's nice, feels like my throne back home!" She smiled, wriggling her big behind about on the seat.
It was saying something that they needed Midori to model a seat for the quite hefty Sylvia was really saying something.
"Alright, well that means it's a bit small, now doesn't it?" Surina said, looking quite displeased.
Prairie, sitting on the table hopped off and approached. "You know, human food really has made your backside balloon quite a bit." She commented. "Your throne really wouldn't fit you today, trust me."
"Oh what do you know!?' Midori sneered, crossing her legs. "Oh, Sylvia! Come here darling!" She called, and the red headed courier appeared from under the table. "Yes?"
"Come sit here." She pointed at the soft and cushioned moped seat. "But, I already know it fits me. I don't know why they'd call you."
"See? You don't need me for such pointless tasks!"
"Well, yeah because you're bum is actually bigger than mine." Sylvia said quite innocently. "I had to deliver your panties one by one over the course of two months just because of how big your panties are.." She said innocently, resulting in a bit of a giggle from the others.
"Anyway," She looked towards Tau, who was standing over the others with the usual exaggerated scowl.
"Tau, take the drill and the wheels into place. I'll be back to make sure their sized and balanced properly for Sylvia." She ordered and then headed off towards the other side of the room, where Heirou was hitting on Mary yet again while aiming guns at a few sets of beer cans.
"How're they handling?" She asked.
"Just fine, although I'd really like to try a human target right about now..." Mary said, pulling the trigger a couple of more times and popping the cans right off of their stands.
"As would I, love. Maybe we could pump a couple of bullets into that b*****d over there?" Heirou said with a proud and assured smile, was he really that oblivious? Well, if anything Mary sure knocked some sense into him, bashing him in the head with the side of the handgun she was testing out, the blue haired boy toppled like a Jenga tower, the rifle he was holding popped up in the air long enough for Surina to catch it.
"Be careful with these, would you? And please don't pummel my clients." Surina scolded, taking the guns away like a mother would do to children who have been quite bad.
"Well maybe your clients shouldn't harass your assistants, especially while on duty."
"We could always just sue them." Surina suggested, walking away and tossing the guns onto the counter for Heirou to claim whenever he felt like getting back up.
"How's the bike working?" She then approached Wade and Sky who were just riding a bike out on the driveway.
"A bit wobbly, but it moves!" Wade responded, riding around in circles with Sky on the back, who had her eyes locked on Duri who was shoving all sorts of metals into Bishop's Gunblade, attempting to get it to pop out and retract correctly.
"What he said." She simply stated.
"That's great!" Surina said with a proud smile. "Great job everyone. We can close up shop and get everyone their projects!" She clapped her hands together and then headed for the garage door to turn off the lights. But when she did, they were promptly turned back on, with Kira at the top of the stairs.
"Why's everyone here?" She asked, stepping onto the floor with her wrench at her hip.
"Helping out with the workload, that's all." Surina answered, with all of their guests gathering around her.
"Yeah, we heard that you had a bit much today, so we decided to swing by." Duri explained, Bishop's gunblade in his hand.
"And we got anything working!" Midori proudly announced, tapping on Sylvia's moped. "You're welcome!"
Kira puffed out her cheeks, clearly unamused and then brought her goggles up over her eyes. "Alright, looks like there's work to do."
"Oh, there's absolutely nothing to fix. Surina checked everything!" Key assured, propped up on Brig's shoulder.
"Duri, try using that gunblade." She requested.
"Uh... Sure." The Gatekeeper then flicked the switch, and where the blade should have been popping up, was Duri's fingers.
Well, several of them. The weapon exploded in his hand and caused his fingers to fly off.
"Holy @%$#!" He screamed. Dropping the smoking wreck of a weapon.
Sylvia actually started choking on one of his fingers and fell over onto her moped, causing the tires to just pop off and roll across the floor.
"Have I made my point?"
"Yeah, I see." Surina scratched the back of her head, completely ignoring the fact that Sylvia was just choking on Duri's fingers.
"Don't just stand there, help her!" Sky shouted, alarming the others. Midori ended up tumbling backwards onto her, and while it caused Duri's digits to fly out of her throat, it choked her even more just because of how big Midori's a** was.
"Well, we should really get to work then..." Surina sighed, twirling her hammer.
"Definitely."